The Eagles - Hotel Californiaadd

Fm7 CmOn a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairD# A#9Warm smell of colitas rising up through the airC# G#Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightA#m7 C7My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the nightFm7 CmThere she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bellD# A#9And I was thinking to myself,"This could be heaven or this could be hell"C# G#Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the wayA#m C7There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say
{Chorus}C# G#Welcome to the Hotel California. C7 Fm7Such a lovely place, such a lovely faceC# G#Plenty of room at the Hotel California A#m7 C7Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it hereFm7 C7Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsD# A#9She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friendsC# G#How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatA#m7 C7Some dance to remember, some dance to forgetFm7 C7So I called up the captain; "Please bring me my wine." He said;D# A#9"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"C# G#And still those voices are calling from far awayA#m7 C7Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
{Chorus}C# G#Welcome to the Hotel California. C7 Fm7Such a lovely place, such a lovely face C# G#They livin' if up at the Hotel California A#m7 C7What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibisFm7 C7Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice. And she said;D# A#9"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"C# G#And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feastA#m7 C7They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beastFm7 C7Last thing I remember, I was running for the doorD# A#9I had to find the passage back to the place I was beforeC# G#"Relax" said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive"A#m7 C7"You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave"